Peach Moose
Stories
4
Chapters
78
Words
156.3 K
Comments
1
Reading
13 h, 1 m
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A place where Director Han Seonghui was gone—replaced by the new director, Park Gyedeuk. “Whew…” Just thinking of the new director made a sigh slip out on its own. It struck Eunho again that meeting Seonghui had truly been a stroke of luck. If Seonghui hadn’t come all the way from Incheon to the Night Pass police substation that day— if she’d gotten sick of the traffic and simply turned back— “….” If Eunho had grown up under someone like Director Park…-
33.3 K • Ongoing
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On the day she first entered the childcare center—after crying for a long time in Seonghui’s arms—Eunho was allowed, thanks to Seonghui’s consideration, to wash alone in the tiny bathroom behind the director’s office. Standing under warm water and washing as thoroughly as she could—missing spots here and there, but still trying her best—the blood and grime rinsed away well enough. But then came the problem. She had nothing to change into. Seonghui had stepped out early so Eunho…
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33.3 K • Ongoing
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“I want to hire an assistant teacher, but there’s no one suitable. If it’s okay with you… could you help me for just one year, Eunho?” “Me…?” “No matter how I think about it, I don’t know anyone as smart as you, or someone who could look after the children as well as you can. Room and board will stay the same as now, and your pay…” “…A little above minimum wage.” “Director…” “And on weekends, I’d like you to get another part-time job. So you can build…
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33.3 K • Ongoing
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“It must have been warm inside.” “……Yes.” As Eunho was led into the building by the director, she thought that Seonghui’s voice and touch felt like a blanket wrapped around her body and head. Soft and warm—just like that. Seonghui guided Eunho into an office space with a few desks. A small sofa with neatly designed cushions looked cozy, and the room was filled with gentle warmth. “This is the space the teachers use.” “…….” “But if you go a little farther in,…
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33.3 K • Ongoing
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“I’ll stop by again soon. Thank you for your work.” Eunho left the police station with Seonghui—still speaking in that polite, respectful tone—and climbed into the silver van Seonghui had come in. Just as Eunho was thinking the huge van didn’t really suit her, Seonghui glanced at Eunho through the rearview mirror and smiled kindly. “If you’re sleepy, you can sleep.” “…….” “It’ll take about two hours. We’re going to Incheon.” “…….” “Incheon is……
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33.3 K • Ongoing
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Come to think of it, there’d been signs even before. On the day the results of the placement exam—taken right after entrance—were posted, Jugyeong stared at the board for an unusually long time, even though she’d taken first place without contest. So Seju leaned his back against the outer frame of the bulletin board—green felt stretched tight over it—and watched her. He didn’t know why she was doing that, but chances to look at that precious face for so long weren’t exactly…-
36.1 K • Ongoing
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The atmosphere—on the verge of turning explosive—dissolved limply. Keen enough to sense the tension, Director Lim only softened her smile further, as if nothing were amiss. “Don’t tell me I barged in while you two were enjoying some private time—was I being tactless?” “Why are you saying things like that again, Director Lim?” Unlike Seju, who recoiled in open disgust, Jugyeong gathered up whatever affability she could muster and smiled sweetly. “I guess it’s been a while since I saw…
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36.1 K • Ongoing
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He wasn’t a man accustomed to being insulted. No one had ever dared to belittle Seju like this. If they had, they wouldn’t have escaped a miserable end. But… Jugyeong was still so small. Even now, it was hard to believe she could walk, supporting herself on those thin calves and feet barely larger than his fingernails. Seju stared off at a distant mountain that wasn’t there, swallowing the resentment rising in his throat. Only after a long while did he lower his gaze. “…Did I just…
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36.1 K • Ongoing
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And on the day he turned twenty—on Coming-of-Age Day—he’d received a bottle of perfume from that senior. Maybe getting perfume from an older schoolmate of the same sex hadn’t been a meaningless gesture. But Doyoung hadn’t had the courage to step closer. Someone like him wouldn’t possibly like someone like me—that was what Doyoung told himself, forcing his heart back into line. While he quietly let those feelings grow on his own, Doyoung would think of him and touch himself. And when he…-
126.1 K • Completed
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“What do you want to do?” Seungwoo asked one last time. Doyoung slowly blinked. He held Seungwoo’s gaze from close range, staring at him for a long moment. “…Just…” Doyoung gently closed his eyes. His expression was far more relaxed than before as his long lashes lowered and his lips moved. “Please… keep going.” At his answer, one of Seungwoo’s eyebrows twitched. Seungbin, too, looked at Seungwoo with clear surprise. A faint smile spread across Seungwoo’s face. Seeing…
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126.1 K • Completed
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